SHIRLEY IS UNDER STRESS CURRENTLY. I ADMIT THAT I CAN'T HANDLE STRESS WELL. I FEEL SO DEPRESS SUDDENLY. THINKING OF THE THINGS THAT HAPPENED RECENTLY. MAKES MY HEART SANK. I HAVE NO MOOD FOR EVERYTHING. I GET ANGRY EASILY. I FEEL LIKE DYING. TILL NOW, I CAN'T GET OVER THE FACT THAT I HAVE TO WEAR THE UNIFORM. SURFACE, YES. INSIDE, NO. GET IT? SIGH... I DON'T WANNA CRY TO SLEEP EVERY NIGHT. I DON'T WANNA FAKE SMILE EVERYDAY. HOW? I DON'T KNOW. BYE.

ISOLATING.